when senses scramble

i want to see what i hear in my head

i want to hear what i see in my mind

somehow friends do that -
 reach right on through that old wall

and i'm not alone after all.


i'm not alone
and i am not lonely

i have my roots and the wind in my hair

i have the night
the stars shining bright
and the moon

...
i'll be hearing you soon.

visions?

this is the image of myself i just saw during an inner journey.

  only that is not me falling 'down the rabbit hole',

 but me sitting in crystal cave .....

 

the crystal cave is comfortable and well lit.  the colors are different tho'.

i have had these travel journeys before... where i saw myself as a cartoon character....

& i've been this one before too... only this time i remembered more clearly.

i've always gone into this cave to meditate, usually entering from a secret path behind a waterfall...

Rainbow Moon

frosty winter nights and stars.
for many nights the moon has had her own rainbow
 and i have wondered at the colors in the sky

the blue blue ! cobalt blue that sings so deeply in me
a teal like oceans in dreams
  sparkling waters, crystalline waters -
with distant gemstone pyramids

swimming in the stars to touch the rainbow moon

Isis' radiance comes from Ra's fire
 and Horus stirs the windchimes to signal his presence.

each god has two faces - one of day and one of night.
a sphere-being like all of us are. beyond the 3rd dimension into the light.
 radiance of earth, of water, of air, of fire.
  and thus is born the metal of long desire... the true philosopher's stone.

the colors i see here -

other colors - sweden

MattMattsonPhotography  The Moon's Corona

australia ... photo by Rob Studdart distudio@ozemail.com.au

out of the mist

the night sky is still overcast after a warm rain
droplets cling to the trees & sparkle like stars
blessing me

Opener of the Ways

when did Egypt first enter my memories?  and who knew?? that Anubis would be so beautiful

Wiki http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anubis says that "Anubis is the "Keeper of Divine Justice" ... He was given the role of sovereign of souls by the gods.  Deciding the weight of "truth" by weighing the Heart against Ma'at, who was often depicted as an ostrich feather, Anubis dictated the fate of souls. In this manner, he was a Lord of the Underworld, only usurped by Osiris. Anubis is a son of Ra in early myths...

Anubis was sometimes associated with Sirius in the heavens, and Cerberus in Hades.

nausea of the heart

to my surprise
living in earth2 has a price.
and it is not trivial.
the 3rd eye opens
and one must be ready - i warn you! - for what one sees
.3rd eye activation
ahhh, i need a manual .....
with directions through the maze newly discovered within,  where once lay ordered corridors.





can i, like perseus?
use the mirror of truth to protect me from the gorgons?








Hathor (Aphrodite) owns the mirror(s) of truth - reflecting the eyes' light to reveal the core of love so even narcissus shines.   unconditional love hurts.



do i, like jason, have a cord to lead me successfully out of the centre?  will there be a minotaur? what lies there deep within my own core?

then too, how does a woman transform from seeking the Hero to being her own?

that fierce warrior being seems lacking in me. must i don helmet and shield? forego the woman i am for protection in a contest i've never sought to enter?

athena is the mentor of heroes - and she is the owl of wisdom;
armour i already own.

sekhmet holds the fiery eye of Ra; power that is already mine








finally. there is the mystery.

i live in the house of Nephthys ; my home is in the heart of my own truth

1-1-11

transformation can come at any time.

and there is always opportunity with it.

     doors open unexpectedly - so odd.  maybe 'closure' is a mythical being.

a unicorn for me? :)

  eternally free.....

turning to see -
goldfinches on the feeder - bright yellow-backed male

... and I resurface in december

so many steps of change & growth.
opening inner doors.

 i continue to work as a solitary, with the Sage "I Ching" as mentor.  I like stephen karcher's work; cleary's taoist I ching, and the classic Wilhelm Baynes.

 am also reading:

 '2012, return of quetzlcoatl' by daniel pinchbeck; listening to solfeggio frequencies
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q7sHjv6QthQ&feature=related
 'memories, dreams, reflections', jung bio with anelia jaffe; childhood's end by AC Clarke; white goddess Robert Graves; kalachakra tantra, HHDalai Lama

too much me in the I

1/2 day later...

and i see that i do not have an unblemished eye

in the beginning

i start journals, then stop.
keep idea books, then stop
blog, and then get busy.

i don't know how to turn me into words without a template to follow.

 like a sponge i absorb and then convert the gatherings into a simmering stew

are the seasonings mine? is there me in the recipe? or only in the spoon as we eat?


i am not alone
a solitary light-bearer,
 walking amidst a world of which i am not part

that moment with the butterflies -
 flat tire on a mountain road miles from anywhere,
yet unafraid. only golden wings mattered

like all, soon to leave this bardo
yet i've no companion on the path
'though i have shared caresses in flight

words drop into the well like stones
 slowly the waters rise to reflect our thirst

and in the mirrors of infinity
there is the image of myself seeing me
 small, smaller, tiny, wee ...
  no more me